.phr mil be lenge” woh excitement me boli.“acha aur tera pati? Uska tiffin?”“who to subah hi leke sath jaate hai. Unka office bahut dur hai ya...a se. waha tak nhi ja skti me”“acha hai. College jaisa hi ho jaega phr. College me tera tiffing cheen kar khata tha. Yaha ab tu khud khilaigi” me haste hue bola“haan yaad hai bahut pareshan kiya hai tune mujhe…”College ke time yaad krte hi hum dono ka mood toda romantic ho gya. Dono chup rhe kch der. Phr mene table me age jhuk kar..uska hath me apna hath. A few days go by and nothing. I think it was a waste of time. I fall asleep. I woke up at 3 am. The message light on my phone was blinking.Her name was Nicole but liked to be called Nikki. She was a few years younger than me, long red hair to her shoulders. Her pic was smoking hot! It was a tight, short dress. Pink in color, white nylons, and high heeled boots. That pic really turned me on.Her message was a little innocent and a little sexually teasing. She was horny but also looking for. One was green, one brown, one yellow and one black. I then noticed a handwritten note on the hotel stationary in front of them. I unfolded thenote and began to read it;Darling, it appears my great uncle can help you, please follow thefollowing directions and do not differ from them, the results can bedangerous;Tomorrow morning drink the green vialI will be at your room at seven, drink the yellow vial at exactly 6:00I will instruct you after that when I arrive.The Maid"The Maid," it just now. "OK ... you remember that weekend I disappeared in April of '54 ... the weekend after we all celebrated Lynda's divorce from the bastard, and I told you I had disappeared with 'just some man?' Well ... that man was John Wayne. I didn't want to tell anyone about it because I didn't want to have to answer a lot of questions and I still don't want to. It happened, we fell in love but we weren't meant to be together, so we parted! Now can we just let this drop, please?"Lynda ranted, "Why didn't you.